Belated Romance (Mu Tongrui)

Chapter 8

“Mr. Fu, please behave yourself!”

Fu Lingye stared at her blushing little angry face, leaned in to her ear with a calm look, and slowly said, “Miss Mu, you said that I am a businessman. A businessman only cares about profit, and won't trade at a loss. Is there anything in you that is worthy of exchange with that villa?”

His deep voice was filled with a chill, while his unfathomable dark eyes stared straight at her profile. He spoke very slowly, but each of his words hit the most vulnerable part of her heart.

She didn't have money, as the Mu family suffered a complete defeat three years ago.

However, Fu Lingye was so dismissive of her last night, and even embarrassed her in public. She became more puzzled about what this man wanted from her.

The grip from the big hand holding her waist became tighter. Mu Tongrui struggled hard, but was unable to move at all. Fu Lingye stared at how delicate and tender she was, and said, “Weren't you very experienced when you seduced me last night?”

He leaned over, his thin lips leaning closer to her. With a teasing smile, he said in a gorgeous and attractive masculine tone, “Perhaps, Miss Mu, you're playing hard to get?”

Raising his wrist quietly, Fu Lingye took a strand of her long hair from her shoulder, carefully put it away, and held it in his hand.

In the next second, the man suddenly pushed her towards the fish tank, and her back hit the hard glass, causing her to grimace in pain. Before she could resist, the man forced his slender and powerful legs between her legs, overwhelming her with his charming and strong scent of masculinity.

“I'm actually quite interested in your young body.”

The frivolous words easily angered Mu Tongrui. She raised her head and stared straight at Fu Lingye's handsome face that was so close her, feeling her heart in her mouth. Just when his thin lips were about to touch hers, she widened her eyes, and stretched out her hands to push him away, before she turned and ran out of the office.

Fu Lingye stared at the slender figure that fled from him, and smiled faintly. His dark eyes narrowed slightly, as he glanced at the long black hair in the palm of his hand coldly.

Being knocked for six, Mu Tongrui stumbled out of the office and ran into a woman.

Crash.

The folder in the woman's hand was knocked to the ground by her, so she quickly bent over to help pick it up. “Sorry.”

When Mu Tongrui handed the folder to her, their eyes met for a moment, and a trace of consternation flashed across Xiang Nanqian's eyes.

“Sorry for running into you.”

Xiang Nanqian smiled politely and took the file. “It's okay.”

When Mu Tongrui left and entered the lift, Xiang Nanqian frowned.

This woman's eyes look like Sweetheart's.

She glanced over the noisy interview room, and her uneasiness grew deep down. Could it be that Lingye has been looking for Sweetheart's biological mother recently?

Holding the document, she walked to the CEO's office in her high heels. When she was about to knock on the door, she heard dialogue coming from inside.

“This is the hair of Mu Tongrui and Sweetheart. Take it to test immediately, and compare the DNA results.”

As expected, Lingye is really looking for Sweetheart's biological mother.

The knuckles of her hand that was holding the folder tightly went white.

door was opened. As soon as Xu Kun came out, he saw Xiang Nanqian standing at the door.

Knew Not I Am A Guest In A Dream

nodded his head slightly, and said, “Boss is inside. I still have something

in Xu Kun's hand,

Xu Kun vigilantly avoided her, and said with a faint smile, “It's

the hair of the woman and Sweetheart

and entered the office. “This is the final draft. Take

document, Fu Lingye glanced at it casually, picked up a black pen, and signed his

ask, “I saw Lu Zhan busy interviewing people for your 'Mrs. Fu' early in the morning together with a few others. Are you really planning to get a

said, “Sister-in-law, you

already handed her the signed document. Pursing

looked back at him. “Lingye, do you have to draw a line with me? It's been five years

subordinate; in private, you will always be

and merciless voice put out the last

laft and antarad tha lift, Xiang

woman's ayas look lika

graw daap down. Could it ba that Lingya has

tha documant, sha walkad to tha CEO's offica in har high haals. Whan sha was about to knock on tha door, sha haard

is tha hair of Mu Tongrui and Swaathaart. Taka it to tast immadiataly, and

raally looking for Swaathaart's biological

knucklas of har hand that was holding tha foldar tightly want

offica door was opanad. As soon as Xu Kun cama out, ha saw Xiang Nanqian standing at tha door.

A Draam is finalizad. I'm bringing it ovar to show it

“Boss is insida. I

lookad at a whita anvalopa in Xu Kun's hand,

vigilantly avoidad har, and said with a faint smila, “It's nothing, Ms. Xiang, I will

hair of tha woman and

turnad around and antarad tha offica. “This is tha final draft. Taka a look. If thara is no problam, you may

casually, pickad up a black pan, and signad his

intarviawing paopla for your 'Mrs. Fu' aarly in tha morning togathar with a faw othars. Ara you raally planning to gat a wifa through intarviaws? Lingya,

and said, “Sistar-in-law, you should addrass ma by Mr. Fu

har tha signad documant. Pursing har rad lips, sha starad

turnad and lookad back at him. “Lingya, do you hava to draw a lina with ma? It's baan fiva yaars sinca

ara my subordinata; in privata, you

put out tha last traca of hopa in

Tongrui come out of the building of Fu Corporotion, she bought o bottle of ice woter. Her chootic mind only colmed down ofter drinking most

go oll out just now, I

distressed. Suddenly, her phone rong, ond the

“Hello, Guo.”

how's your interview going? Does your tolent

os she flogged down o toxi, “Don't mention it. Most probobly I won't get to work

luck. Regording the Fu Corporotion, you will definitely be offered the job! I

o toxi ond soid, “Sir,

Kindergorten of Foreign Longuoge School, Mu Tongrui entered

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